Your love is like a river, overflowing in the sanctuary of my garden
The flowers are becoming all wet
The pedals are falling down like raindrops as the precipitation surges with power.
I feel the rush of your winter coming
I feel the lightning of the thunder beneath your stride
Your currents are gyrating upon the grass as if ejaculation was the sole purpose of its course.
I'm drawn to the tapestry of your art, amazed by the essence of your culture
My mind is racing in ways that I have never imagined
I can see beauty at the end of the tunnel and perfection shinning bright.
The sparkle of the rays are amazing
It envelopes me with warmth and security
I'm tingling all over.
I'm lost in the bosom of your ecstasy
Drowned by the flow of your Mississippi
I'm riding on a boat tonight and that boat sails upon the river of your love.
